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September 7, 2004 Guest Entry
[Guest: "Been Around"]
[In reference to comments left on the Aug. 24 blog entry.]
I too wonder why the harsh and attacking tone toward asfo_del three years after the fact? Even assuming there was 'bad behavior' by asfo_del (and personally I see no reason to not believe her when she says she did not throw a chair--the only actual act alluded to by anonymous), and she was 'irrational' or whatever,--it seems to me that if the poster who puts her down was really well-meaning, he would be more interested in gently probing for her reasons--especially with the mellowing effect of the passage of time--rather than in recreating the atmosphere of harsh accusations that must have prevailed at that time.
Another explanation occurs to me: some people in anti-authoritarian scenes get in the habit of making scapegoats of people who have some very slight authority and on whom they can vent anger that they have toward authority figures in earlier parts of their lives (like their parents) or on whom they can just take out their present frustrations. Women make especially good scapegoats for these purposes as they are often more vulnerable, including to being stereotyped, crazy-baited etc. (the use of the accusation of 'irrational behavior' is a dead give-away here--and when, by the way, did anarchists adopt 'rationalism' as their highest value?) These female scapegoats usually don't have the real power in an organization--but people who are afraid to take on those who really do have this power, can demonize the 'henchman' instead, and vent their rage without much consequence.
The person who attacks you, asfo_del, obviously has a vested interest in holding on to the mental configuration of blaming you for whatever. I would guess that doing this fulfilled a psychic need for him at the time and he still needs to hold onto whatever twisted satisfaction he originally got from demonizing you. Perhaps he took a leading role in the attacks on you and feels a need to justify his past behavior, so he keeps on attacking you now. And perhaps this is why the idea that you may have sympathizers who are reading your blog, fills him with rage--so he sneeringly refers to them as your 'fan club'.
I strongly urge you to try to see this attack and others like it as part some combination of the unfortunate dynamics described above--which can also become a 'group dynamic' (resulting in little 'gangs' that attack anyone who is 'it', especially if they attempt to make waves by trying to change anything). This might help you to de-personalize it as much as possible--although I know this can only go so far in dealing with the pain of having worked for years (for free!) for an institution whose members were at best insensitive to you and at worst, truly vicious.
There are so many stories like this in our counter-culture! I wonder when people in alternative / idealistic scenes will stop doing this sort of thing to each other.
I wish you could have had more support at the time.
--A Friend
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September 3, 2004 I Swear I'm Not an Anarchist, Really
[asfo_del]
In recent weeks there has been a lot of disinformation in the major media about anarchists and anarchism. I didn't see any of it, since I don't read The New York Post or Daily News and have given up watching television almost entirely, in sheer disgust, about two months ago, but I have seen discussions of the issue, mostly on Infoshop News. There was one particularly [unintentionally] humorous piece by a liberal trying to praise anarchism but making himself look stupid in the process:
"The problem is that ugly displays of passion and anger, even when justified by larger crimes, can only serve to undermine the political message that must get through to mainstream America: the Republicans are unreasonable and dangerous. The Democrats are not. Anarchists, violent and otherwise, are not so interested in stressing this distinction, and that in a way is – and always has been – their failure."
The Democrats are not unreasonable and dangerous? On what planet is that? Wasn't it a Democratic administration that gutted welfare, sending untold numbers into poverty? Didn't virtually all Democrats in congress vote in favor of this bloody war for oil and empire? Aren't all Democratic politicians actively engaged in preserving the status quo of greed-fueled corporate hegemony over all of our lives? I guess the "failure" of anarchists, according to this particular partisan liberal, has been to cut through the bullshit to see and tell the truth. Political animals of all stripes hate the truth when it doesn't fit heir agenda. [Yes, obviously, the Republicans are worse. But if a Democrat is put into the White House, the best that can happen is that some of the most egregious wrongs might be rectified, while the overall conditions of injustice and suffering will continue to worsen.]
Of the responses on Infoshop, I think this was my favorite:
"I don't care if liberals think we're fluffy, scruffy, cute and cuddly rebels anymore than conservative bed-wetters think we're terrorists hell bent on murder or Stalinists. Their opinions are both irrelevant, if slightly amusing, but what's important is that we just keep on doing what we're doing. At times, it may be politically strategic to let them believe whatever they want."
In case anyone reading this doesn't already know, anarchism has nothing to do with the bomb-throwing chaos and lawlessness that it is so often painted as being. Anarchism is not the absence of any organization or discipline: its basis is voluntary self-government and mutual cooperation. And while many anarchists don't disavow any tactics, including the possible use of violence, I'm not aware of any anarchist in America who has ever conducted an action that attempted to harm another human being or animal.
Oh, but wait a minute: why do these stupid mischaracterizations make me bristle? I am not an anarchist. Repeat. I swear! I think an anarchist society is not really one that I would want to live in. I simply don't trust my fellow humans to do the right thing in a situation of casual interconnectedness, one in which everyone is personally responsible for mutually providing for her neighbor's needs and rights. Not that there is any possibility that an anarchist society will come into being [yeah, I said it; and it isn't like I don't get enough hate mail already], so it's really just an exercise in ideological supposition. As far as political constructs go, the best I would personally hope for is to live in a humdrum social democracy run by bored bureaucrats, in which everyone is doing at least somewhat okay and the worst excesses are regulated away: a system so bland and uninspiring that no one would be moved to murderous impulses to either preserve the status quo or overthrow it.
But, of course, even that society -- an ideal which is the equivalent of a deep a sigh of resignation -- is nowhere near the horizon. So where does that leave us? Well, it leaves us to make inroads, challenge the lies, spread true facts, rattle the complacent, stick a finger in the eye of our oppressors, make the rulers uncomfortable, and build real alternatives, even if small, to the cruelty and coldness of the present system. And nobody does that better than anarchists.
No one has ever gotten anywhere by trying to ingratiate themselves and their cause to the powerful. That's why reformist movements for social change are just so damned depressing. You don't beg for crumbs from the people who are trying to crush you. Either you challenge them or you just go do something else, like create your own alternative institutions. Or both.
Of course, I personally have done none of this, certainly not recently. Writing a blog is a pretty lame substitute for doing something real. No offense to other bloggers; it's just a personal feeling. If I don't feel disgusted with myself and thoroughly ineffectual I just don't recognize the person in the mirror.
When I was in Manhattan on Sunday with half a million other people who have a conscience, I saw somebody I used to know. I knew her well, actually. We were friends. But I didn't say hi to her. She was on a bike, so I told myself I didn't want to flag her down. I felt stupid, hopeless, and defeated. She'd been in Palestine, standing in front of tanks. Then I saw her again, on foot, but again I didn't talk to her, and she didn't see me.
Through a chain of friends and acquaintances, we had three kids stay with us one night who had hopped freights and hitchhiked across much of the country to be here. I used to know a lot of squatters and train-hoppers, so it's not a lifestyle that I particularly romanticize. But again, seeing them was like being reminded of something that is easily within reach and yet so impossibly far away.
[I fixed the Comments script to this entry, so they should work now. 9-7-04]
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September 2, 2004 Drawings of My Neighborhood, and One of the Kitchen
[asfo_del]
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